It truly is convenient to have a daughter obsessed with hair. And let me assure you that I am not using the word obsessed lightly. All she wants to do is brush my hair...or anybody else's hair who will let her.
I've finally gotten her away from small toothed combs, considering I have the THICKEST hair and it hurts so bad when she uses them.
But now she is onto ponytails and rubber bands which hurts just as bad.
I am determined to take the pain because I like to think of it as a future investment!
And a few years from now when she can blow out my hair perfectly, and I leave the house looking fabulous, it will all have been worth it.
*And these pictures were taken at 11:00 PM when I couldn't get the little darling to sleep. She doesn't even look tired does she?
How many years do you think till she can really style my hair?